I Hear Poem
When I think of school
I hear
Kids singing like their auditioning for something
Voices in the corridor talking
loud Desks opening and closing-Crash
Shoes stamping across the classroom-Boom
People shouting like no-one was listening
People laughing with joy-Haha
People playing in the park-Ahhh
People doing a beat with their hands/Pens
People doing a beat with their hands/Pens
Birds singing when everyone was in class-QUIET!!
1 comment:
Hey Jhardae, This is great I love your poem. Great use of describing, Keep up the good work!
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